The Interstellar Queen of Scavengers
Chapter 173 is majestic and domineering Ji You

Chapter 173: 173 is majestic and domineering Ji You

Chapter 173

The six lazy strands of Ji You only knew about eating, they would only work if fed. Without food, they wouldn’t spare Ji You a glance, all of them were truly mercenary at heart.

But—

These lazy strands also had their principles.

After all, who did this fellow in front of them think they were, to dare infringe on their dignity. Ji You tightly locked onto the opponent’s head, launching a furious spiritual attack. However, separated by a thick protective shield and a mechanical shell, each of the six spiritual threads exerted all their strength. It took them quite a while to finally make a tiny cut, which felt truly:

Embarrassing.

Ah no—

A loss of threads.

For the six strands who feared nothing in the world except their master cutting back on their food, this was an immense humiliation.

Couldn’t the six brothers think about finding some face?

Kill him!

So—

Nobody thought about cutting corners, being deceitfully lazy or half-hearted. Even the laziest and most cunning Fourth revealed his true colors in an instant, going full throttle, his body instantly swelled up, his large physique was unexpectedly not weaker than Boss.

Boss felt his face drop, and in a blink, transformed his form.

Hohoho—

His body swelled countless times.

Just Boss and Fourth alone almost filled the vast spiritual world.

Seeing this, the other strands couldn’t stand it.

They had already lost the limelight, but if even the credit was stolen by these two shameless strands, it would infuriate them all. Thus, one after another, they also enlarged their bodies.

A giant python soared in the sky.

A giant python touched the heavens.

A domineering giant python roared.

...

Absolutely ridiculous.

Ji You was completely dumbfounded by this scene.

What’s going on?

Could her spirit space hold up?

Would it burst?

And—

These lazy ones, usually looking so frail and weak, seemed so terrifyingly huge... If she used them to scare people in critical times, it might scare countless others to death.

Ouch—

Even Old Five, whom Ji You thought couldn’t even crawl due to weakness, his form was also thick and strong. Although not up to Boss and Fourth, he was almost indistinguishable from Sixth beside him.

It seemed—honest child Old Five was actually a cunning spirit? Was he hiding his strength all this time and not giving his all?

Alright.

You all being so sneakily clever, don’t blame me later for squeezing you mercilessly.

Humph—

Perhaps it was Ji You’s motivational speeches and roaring that were very effective, eventually, the six lazy strands opened a small hole in the Dominate the Universe’s defense and immediately launched an attack through this tear.

Boom—

Dominate the Universe screamed again and again!

The compatibility rate with Wind Wing also instantly dropped to 0%.

Clang—

Dominate the Universe, in pain, collapsed inside the cockpit. At the same time, how could Ji You miss such a good opportunity? She made a decisive decision, letting the spiritual threads connect with Wind Wing’s spiritual connector and instantly opened its defense.

Then—

The audience watched as the ancient mech, which hung onto Wind Wing, actually began to manually dismantle Wind Wing’s protective shield, and everyone exclaimed: "!!!"

"Is this a joke?"

"Dismantling a mech by hand?"

"Which play is this from?"

"What is Dominate the Universe doing? Kicked the bucket?"

"Quick, counterattack!"

"Are you really waiting for them to disassemble you piece by piece?"

"Idiot!"

"Don’t! Get up! My points! My points!"

"Hurry up, my heart can’t take it!"

However—

No matter how intensely the audience in the stands called out, no matter how fiercely they yelled, Wind Wing’s pilot, Dominate the Universe, still remained motionless, letting the ancient mech’s pilot dismantle piece by piece.

The protective shield, removed.

The mechanical shell, broken.

The cockpit, kicked open.

...

The audience was dumbfounded, watching the driver of the antique mech wielding a machete bigger than her own mech’s body, chopping continuously, one strike after another, onto the body of Wind Wing.

Clang~

Clang~

Clang~

Just like that, with abnormal violence and fierceness, she completely shattered Wind Wing’s defense, then the driver, Rag Queen, lifted up Dominate the Universe like picking up a little chick—

Dominate the Universe?

Goodness gracious!

He wasn’t completely unconscious at this moment, which showed how strong his spiritual power was.

But—

The audience guessed that Dominate the Universe definitely wanted to pass out.

This scene—

It’s even more heart-wrenching than a thousand arrows piercing the heart!

After this event, does Dominate the Universe still have any face left?

Does he?

Does he dare to call himself Dominate the Universe anymore?

He probably wishes he could crawl back into his mother’s womb to rebuild himself out of shame!

In fact, at this moment, the heart of Dominate the Universe was utterly shattered!

Humiliation?

Shame?

These are trivial matters! The key is, his current situation is damn embarrassing, being hung in mid-air and humiliated by his opponent... and around him, countless, an unknown number of audience members watching.

Dominate the Universe: "Damn it! Brother, can you just end it quickly!" He just wanted to die and get away from this embarrassing place.

Ji You: "Nope!"

Dominate the Universe: "..."

Ji You chuckled, raised her hand, and fiercely chopped towards his neck.

Dominate the Universe’s vision darkened, and he immediately knew no more of this world.

Ji You threw the limp body of Dominate the Universe to the side, then looked around, gently shook her fiery red, waterfall-like hair, and shrugged her 6-foot-tall stature. This hair and build were virtual creations by Ji You herself, and overall, Ji You was very satisfied with her current physique. After admiring herself for a moment, Ji You raised her eyes, slightly raised her eyebrows towards the audience:

Hmph~

A bunch of mortals!

Then she left the battlefield.

The battle had ended, but— as the Rag Queen driving the antique mech, just before leaving, that glance she gave towards the audience was full of meaning.

That disdainful look~

That surging figure~

That overwhelming aura~

Aaaahhhhhh~

Audience: "..."

After a while.

Someone broke the silence: "Uh... does anyone want to comment?"

Silence.

Dead silence.

The person, not giving up, continued: "Really, no thoughts to express?"

If there are really no thoughts, everyone just hurry up and leave, why sit here foolishly feeding mosquitoes? But in a simulated battlefield, where would the mosquitoes come from!

second.

seconds.

seconds.

...

Finally, someone spoke: "I just want to know how much points I lost this round." Immediately, this person hung their head, despairingly saying: "I bet 100 points. Is there anyone more unlucky than me?"

No one responded.

After a while.

Someone sobbed, "Yingyingying: I don’t want to live anymore! I can’t go on like this!"

Echoing responses:

"Yingyingying~ I don’t want to live either~ can’t go on~"

"Tragic~ I’m really tragic~ You losing 100 is nothing, I went all-in! Lost 500!"

"This lady lost 1000."

"I lost 1001."

"Wuh wah—"

Suddenly, all that remained was a chorus of wailing.